klisemfg Chapter 227 I'm Going to Save Her
Chapter 227 I'm Going to Save Her
"Sister, please spare General Gu." Her voice trembled slightly.
Xiao Wan Ning sat on the soft couch, her fingers idly stroking the teacup, not even glancing at her: "Is it really worth it for a man?"
“No,” Xiao Sining said, her knuckles turning white from the effort as she braced herself on the ground. “He is an important official of the court. If he dies in prison like this, it will not be good for my sister.” She carefully observed Xiao Wanning’s expression.
Xiao Wanning finally turned around, her eyes sharp as knives: "I didn't expect you to become so eloquent over a man. Too bad, he must die."
"Why?" Xiao Sining suddenly looked up, a barely perceptible glint in her eyes.
“Because he’s blocking my way.” Xiao Wan Ning put down her teacup and slowly straightened her cuffs. “Si Ning, if you dare to ruin my plans, don’t blame me for not showing sisterly affection.” Her tone was gentle, but her eyes were frighteningly cold.
Xiao Sining slowly stood up, her expression gradually cooling as she looked at Xiao Wanning in disbelief: "Sister?"
“I’m warning you,” Xiao Wanning looked at her, her gaze like a venomous snake, “some things are best left unsaid.”
Upon leaving the mansion, Xiao Sining immediately summoned her trusted confidante. Her fingers trembled slightly, but she forced herself to remain calm: "Tonight's prison break must be flawless."
Cold sweat beaded on the confidant's forehead: "Princess, this..."
"You just need to answer whether you can do it or not." Xiao Sining's voice was as cold as ice.
"...Yes, Your Majesty."
In the dead of night, the sounds of fighting suddenly erupted outside the prison. The clash of swords ripped through the night sky, and the sounds of footsteps and shouts echoed in the darkness.
“There’s an assassin!”
"Quick, after them!"
Taking advantage of the chaos, Xiao Sining led her men to pry open the prison door. Looking at the battered and bruised Gu Ye, her heart ached: "General Gu, can you leave?"
Gu Ye opened his eyes with difficulty, his gaze somewhat unfocused: "Why did you help me?"
“Because…” Xiao Sining bit her lip, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, “Does the General truly not know of my feelings for him?”
Meanwhile, in the valley, the moonlight, like water, cast a long shadow of Murong Xuewei.
"Dr. Zhang, how is he?" She greeted Zhang Jing, who had come to deliver the meal, her eyes shining brightly with worry from the long period of worry.
"Alive." Zhang Jing put down the food box, looking at her haggard face. "Wait two more days."
"Is Gu Ye alright now?" Murong Xuewei's fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.
"Madam Murong, don't forget what you promised me." Zhang Jing looked coldly at Murong Xuewei.
Murong Xuewei lowered her eyes, her eyelashes casting a shadow on her face: "I was just too worried about him."
"When it's time for you and me to talk, I will naturally tell you." Zhang Jing's voice was frighteningly calm.
Murong Xuewei suddenly looked up, her face instantly turning pale: "But..."
“If you continue with this nonsense, Madam may leave the valley, and General Gu, you may go and rescue him yourself.” Zhang Jing turned and left, his figure desolate.
In a secret room in the Lin residence, Gu Ye lay on the bed, his face as pale as paper.
"General, you are badly injured and need to rest properly." Uncle Lin carefully examined his injuries, his brows furrowed.
Gu Ye suddenly grabbed Uncle Lin's wrist with alarming force: "Any news about Murong Xuewei?"
Uncle Lin hesitated for a moment, looking at Gu Ye's anxious eyes: "Not yet."
"Send people to search." Gu Ye closed his eyes, his voice weak but firm. "We must find her."
Deep within the palace, Xiao Wan Ning coldly stared at Jiang Ling Yun kneeling on the ground, her fingers lightly tapping on the armrest: "You mean, he escaped?"
Cold sweat streamed down Jiang Lingyun's forehead: "Yes. Your subordinate is incompetent."
"Incompetent?" Xiao Wan Ning smiled, a smile that sent a chill down Jiang Ling Yun's spine.
"***!" Jiang Lingyun looked up abruptly, his face filled with fear. "My loyalty to you..."
"Enough." Xiao Wan Ning raised her hand, her slender fingers tracing an arc in the air. "I'll give you three days to find Gu Ye. Otherwise..."
She didn't finish speaking, but Jiang Lingyun was already drenched in cold sweat. He trembled as he got up, his face filled with despair. He knew this was his last chance.
Inside the secret chamber of the Lin residence, the air was thick with the smell of medicine. Gu Ye lay on the bed, his eyeballs darting restlessly beneath his tightly closed eyelids, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
Zhang Jing walked in and saw Gu Ye lying on the bed.
"Did you take action last night?"
Uncle Lin looked at Zhang Jing in surprise, "Wasn't it Mr. Zhang who had someone rescue the young master?"
Zhang Jing shook his head. "The people I found haven't started their operation yet."
Gu Ye, who was on the bed, suddenly started coughing. Uncle Lin rushed over to check on him, and Zhang Jing also stepped forward to take Gu Ye's pulse.
Zhang Jingsong released his grip and stood aside. "The wound is infected." His voice remained languid, but his eyes were unusually sharp. "Jiang Lingyun was ruthless; that whip was poisoned."
Uncle Lin suddenly looked up, a flash of anger in his eyes: "What poison?"
“Itching Powder,” Zhang Jing said casually, “a kind of poison used in the martial arts world that causes excruciating pain.” He paused, giving Uncle Lin a meaningful look, “But I’m quite surprised that Jiang Lingyun could obtain such a poison.”
Uncle Lin's hands trembled slightly: "Can you solve this?"
“Yes.” Zhang Jing placed the medicine bottle on the table, making a crisp sound. “But it will take time. And…” His gaze fell on Gu Ye’s furrowed brows, “It will hurt a lot.”
Just then, Gu Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Go...find her..."
"General!" Uncle Lin quickly helped Gu Ye, who was trying to get up, "You can't move now."
Gu Ye grabbed Uncle Lin's sleeve, his knuckles turning white from the force: "Murong Xuewei...she..."
"I've already sent people to look for him." Uncle Lin pressed down on Gu Ye's shoulder, but felt his body trembling slightly. "General, you should rest and recover first."
Zhang Jing watched coldly from the sidelines: "Are you that worried about her?" His voice carried a hint of coldness.
Gu Ye's eyes suddenly sharpened: "What do you mean?"
“It's nothing.” Zhang Jing turned and walked towards the door. “I'm going to brew the medicine. You'd better pray she hasn't been caught by Jiang Lingyun.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than hurried footsteps came from outside.
"Young Master!" A servant rushed in, flustered. "Something terrible has happened! Lord Jiang has suddenly led his men to surround the valley south of the city!"
Gu Ye's pupils contracted sharply, and he struggled to get up. Uncle Lin held him down firmly: "General! Going out like this is suicide!"
"Let me go!" Gu Ye shouted at Zhang Jing with unprecedented anxiety, "She's there! Xue Wei is there! Isn't she?"
Zhang Jing suddenly turned around, his voice icy: "What good would it do you go? In your current state, you can't even walk steadily."
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Gu Ye's eyes were bloodshot. "Are you just going to watch her fall into Jiang Lingyun's hands?"